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Comment by Claire on April 15, 2011 at 1:16am Hey Steven,
I'm supposed to be working LOL but I saw this picture (AGAIN) and this came to mind...
Not one, not two but three were there
With ill intent and vacant stares
Like hungry lions upon a gazelle
They chased their prey until she fell
They tore through skin, ate flesh and bone
I sat and watched this all alone
Behind a tree I hid in wait
Would mine be such a grizzly fate
If I run, they might pursue me
But if I don’t they will consume me
Now’s my chance I don’t look back
I run like hell down this beaten track
Who's to know where I'll arrive
At least for now I’m still alive
Comment by Absurdres on April 14, 2011 at 2:54pm
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Comment by Steven L. Dyer on April 5, 2011 at 5:18pm © 2013 Created by Skot (Lost).
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